Chapter 044, Life and Death (4)

Tai Chi two instruments, four images of the meaning, Chen Zun calm, concentrate on the heart, with the momentum of Tai Chi, gossip to meet Di Cheng.

His physical condition is extremely bad, and many fierce moves cannot be performed, but Bagua Taijiquan uses the heart to practice qi and qi to urge force, which is soft and calm. Unload the force with force, gravitational force with potential, divide it when it moves, and combine it when it is quiet. The essence of the martial arts of "gravitational force" is just able to restrain all the fierce attacks from the outside world, and there is a great tendency of "let the wind and rain be urgent, and I will not move".

When the peak duel on their side broke out in full swing, Zhou Shaohua and the others rushed up one after another like tigers going down the mountain, crashing into the battle circle with a wild momentum and scattering them alive.

It's just that the light skills of this group of mysterious people are really weird, not only can they avoid attacks, but they can also seize the opportunity to sneak attack. Except for a few people such as Zhou Shaohua and Ye Wantong, the other high-level Tianmen leaders were difficult to adapt to, and they all fell into passivity.

The exchange of initiative and passivity gives people an awkward feeling, in the end, who is the pursuer?

Bang!!

Chen Zun stepped up, and the seemingly gentle palm shadow tightened violently when it "fell" to Di Cheng's chest, and the power of "Yin Jin" suddenly exploded, knocking him back more than ten steps on the spot.

"Tai Chi, step up to the seven stars!" A muffled cry rolled in his throat, Chen Zun first stepped forward to fight, and when Di Chenggang's fierce sweeping leg was approaching, he suddenly deflected the direction, jumped back, and accurately buckled the soles of his feet with both hands with the momentum of Tai Chi, his waist exerted force, his body rotated, and he smashed it to the ground.

Bang! The dull sound of the pounding sound is like a deafening drum beat, and the beating makes people's hearts shake.

Merely......

It was not Di Cheng's body that collided with the ground, but his left fist, and he did not suffer any damage.

Di Cheng, who was hanging upside down, suddenly showed a wicked and cold smile, and he was no longer flustered and passive at all: "The movements are not smooth, and the strength is not enough." Are you tired? Or did you deliberately let me? If that's all you can do, ...... tonight You're welcome! ”

"Arrogance!" Chen Zun's eyes were slightly condensed, his qigong was running, and his hands swiped again, throwing Di Cheng into the air.

"The intention is not forceful, Tai Chi turns in a circle, and there is no way to cut it off!" The sound stopped, the momentum was borrowed, and the Tai Chi moves were perfectly performed under Chen Zun's full operation, and the seemingly dexterous movements smashed the ensuing attack from Di Cheng's left and right, and then buckled his ankles, and turned heavily at the raised stone next to him, as if to explode his head.

Di Cheng did not panic in the slightest, and quickly responded in a matter of seconds, his hands curled up and pressed against the stone like springs, unloading the force with momentum, without receiving any damage, and without waiting for Chen Zun to rotate again, his free left foot stomped out like a bullet.

Chen Zun didn't want to give up the opportunity, and once again intercepted with his left hand with the momentum of Tai Chi.

Di Cheng smiled fiercely in his heart, the soles of his feet that were originally "stomping" suddenly turned into "point" strikes at the last moment, and all the power converged to the tip, and the consequences were ......

Click!! The palms of the hands are shattered, and the flesh is blurred; Wrists, elbows, shoulders, all dislocated!

The power surged, spreading almost the entire left arm.

The unexpected strength and pain caused Chen Zun to retreat with a miserable scream, his face pale and hideous.

Di Cheng slowly stood up. "Your reaction is indeed a little slower and a little boring. Give you a decent way to meet failure. Automatically go to my heavenly gate as a guest, don't* I kill you! ”

Chen Zun took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and connected the dislocated bones, and looked at Di Cheng coldly: "There are more people who say this to me, but until now...... I'm still alive and well! ”

"That was before, and it can only be before. Don't talk nonsense, the opportunity is given to you, don't know how to take advantage of it, don't blame me for being ruthless. Di Cheng's expression suddenly became fierce, and he rushed towards Chen Zun again.

"Give him to me!!" A thick roar suddenly sounded from the forest, and Tu Qingcang, who had been watching the battle in the dark, finally killed, just like Di Cheng before, the immature ghost body technique was fully exerted, and in a few blinks of an eye, it appeared on Chen Zun's side, and the huge fist with the steel fist glove went straight to Chen Zun's head like a cannonball.

The compelling momentum made Chen Zun's expression solemn, and he temporarily chose to retreat.

However......

Call...... The sound of breaking wind and the afterimage lingered, Tu Qingcang once again showed his technique, striding across the direction of Chen Zun's retreat, and the timing was just right. The steel arm swept forward violently, without suspense, and hit with precision!

Wow! Chen Zun opened his mouth and spurted blood, and was swept out on the spot, crashing into the big tree in front of him in embarrassment.

"The evil lord of Huaxia? It's a little worse than I expected. Tu Qingcang looked at his arm, somewhat surprised, this is the first godfather of the Huaxia underworld? Isn't it weak?!

Who? Chen Zun covered his side ribs in severe pain and looked back in shock. When he saw Tu Qingcang's figure clearly, his expression changed. It's him?? That ugly ghost in the Eastern Theater of Operations?

At this stage, the most eye-catching and headache for the Black Dragon Gang in the eastern region should be Tu Qingcang, who not only entangled the Qinwu Pavilion Master and a large number of elders, but also planned many traps and killings to no avail, and the titles of "Fighting Machine" and "Steel Monster" have been widely spread. Although Chen Zun had never fought with him, he had already known his toughness and difficulty through the content of the intelligence.

Di Cheng stopped his steps and said: "He is already injured, and his strength is less than fifty percent on weekdays, but it is stronger than you imagined, be careful." ”

Tu Qingcang simply waved his hand, signaling that Di Cheng could leave, so he didn't bother with him anymore, and put all his energy on Chen Zun. The snorting cold air erupted from the hollow and hideous nostrils, and the mottled shadows of the trees sprinkled down, making him look not only terrifying, but also invisibly exuding a powerful oppressive momentum. "Old man, tonight is your last battle, take advantage of it, don't let me down."

Chen Zun looked at Tu Qingcang vigilantly, and did not say more useless nonsense, but refreshed his energy, gathered strength, and prepared to face the battle.

"It's still a little bit like that." Tu Qingcang sneered a few times, and his restless battle intent erupted like a volcano, instantly circulating throughout his body.

In the blink of an eye, get into battle!

Yes!!! The suppressed roar roared like thunder, the tyrannical momentum roared, and Tu Qingcang rushed like a mad rhinoceros. The intermittent use of the fast body technique made his wild attack strange and terrifying, with a strong sense of visual impact.

What a strong momentum!! Chen Zun's expression was solemn, and he quickly retreated to dodge.

However, compared to Di Cheng, Tu Qingcang's wild and fierce attack was not threatening enough for him, just like Yang Jing that day, he had the experience and way to subdue the "brute beast". Although his strength has greatly decreased due to his physical condition, the name of the evil lord of China and the top 30 people on the list is not boastful, and the power of the battle of life and death broke out......

Still scary!!

"Nine Palaces and Eighteen Steps!!" Chen Zun lowered his heart, relying on his delicate steps to dodge from Tu Qingcang's manic iron fist attack, took the initiative to close up, and swiped his right palm to hit his chest fiercely, the part was impartial, just corresponding to the position of the heart!

Even if your muscles are as hard as iron, when the transmitted force affects the beating of the heart, it will not feel good!

Tu Qingcang snorted, and the sudden tightness in his chest caused a slight slowdown in his movements.

In a matter of seconds, Chen Zun suddenly spun behind him, bounced with strength, and his tense right hand slashed like a steel knife, straight to the back of his neck and spine, castrating ruthlessly and quickly, like thunder. The opportunity is rare and the opportunity is hard to find, and the power contained in this hand knife is almost the limit of what he can burst out at this stage, and its power is ...... It can well be imagined!

Bang!! Click!! With a dull bombardment sound and a subtle bone cracking sound, Tu Qingcang was knocked down on the spot. This time, not only the chest was tight, but the spine was injured and affected the brain, causing confusion and physical movement.

In fact, this is also thanks to his muscle strength is far beyond ordinary people, otherwise this knife would have broken his neck.

"You're nothing more than that!!" Chen Zun grabbed Tu Qingcang's hair, and forcibly tore his 300 catties out of the wheel with a cold roar. Then he jumped with all his might, and with a flick of his leg straight into the air, he slammed into his back.

Another impact, another trauma, Tu Qingcang was blasted out miserably.

Once, twice, three times, Chen Zun seized the opportunity tightly, and did not let go of that millisecond, and the targets of the attack were all life and death acupuncture points.

But......

He still underestimated Tu Qingcang's muscle strength and perseverance, and when Chen Zun's round kick that gathered all his strength was about to hit his face, the palm that was struggling to hold the ground suddenly raised.

Bang!! Intercept...... Succeed!!

Ahem!! Tu Qingcang coughed a few times with difficulty, pressed Chen Zun's right foot back little by little, and then slowly stood up.

His face was covered with blood, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his body was covered with bruises and blood marks, and his appearance was very miserable, but his eyes flashed with a terrifying cold glow.

The blood-dripping lips slowly squirmed, and a chilling sound sounded: "The feeling of pain...... That's nice! Thank you, old man. The feeling of blood boiling, I haven't enjoyed it in a long time! ”